Pop is the most competitive form of music there is. You are always fighting to be adopted and accepted by the masses, and it's always shifting.
Everything being a constant carnival, there is no carnival left.
I was never any good at remembering dates, but now I hardly have to. When the first bulb catalogs get delivered and the hens start laying again, that's all the notice I'll need to know that winter has passed.
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